(Twista)

yes yes ya'll 

it's the Twista in the house 

over another trax production 

normally I would kick somethin about the ladies

but I'm gonna kick somethin to my niggas

cuz we roll B's together stack cheese together



(Twista)

all afternoon them shorties workin the tip causin havoc on the spot

bringin much static on the block

half sacks cuz money makin is the magic of them rocks

try to make em uncock the glock but the weapon is protection shit

you know they hurtin in my section

yet a hustle gets depressing laws on the streets holla at the chief 

and still can't get a blessing

they smokin wicked in the hood

plus the people is gettin blowed itching to come at ya stash

run up with the strap so fast 

you gone they be already gone cuz they coming at ya ass

trippin when the pistol tap ya glass

and when they get drama they gotta call up some holsta's

but you know my homies quicker on the chrome

and if it's on it's on then my mobsta's go nuts

to the rhythm of a slow cut

let me ask you a question "Is it safe where you got your sacks?"

it's only one got two packs a case of static in the streets them niggas got ya 

back

some real ass homies you can roll with

so when the phony ones come at you they be ready for the thuggin

slug huggin heat em up like an oven hang tight everynight

drinkin down cuz a cousins



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cuz ya'll roll up with me everytime it's on

cuz its straight shady niggas around my hood

bless me with the sess so we can trip off on what I'm smokin on

cuz ya'll my nugz

roll with each other till the day we die

rather shakin up work handing out tips ain't no lie

be quick to get stunged the gun trying to take all of our goods

cuz ya'll my nugz

ya'll roll up with me everytime it's on

cuz these straight shady niggas around my hood

bless me with the sess so we can trip off on what I'm smokin on

cuz ya'll my nugz

roll with each other till the day we die

rather shakin up work handing out tips ain't no lie

be quick to get stunged the gun trying to take all of our goods

cuz ya'll my nugz



(Twista)

I juss wanted to take some time out to say thanks to the nugz

hit the dank cuz it's good

and when it come thank help me from saving me from gettin ganked in the hood

anythang for ya'll

I know there's times where it be hurting where one of hit the lick us breakin 

some B's

got the ace of spades breakin them trees for my psychotic stanky bitches

acting janky if we making some cheese

cuz we ride stick petty and smoke shit

find a lame to toke with 

we ain't never quick to come up on now yet run up on whether she wanna go home 

and roam 

we smokin top down till the summer gone

rollin up swishers and gunnin on

straight up chillin with my homies go hit the liquor store

we gotta swishes get some mo 

saving em so we can blaze em and kick it where the thick hoes go

my homies is the reason fo

it took me some time but I gotta show my nugz I ain't no hoe

they can depend on me if someone's fist throwin knuckles and sticks

plus I'll go get the fo fo

you already know Joe cuz if we fall while we runnin from the po-po Ima pick you 

up

need some hoes Ima get you sucked

and try my best not to never let a mothafucka stick you up

Ima ride and I know you niggas know that

cut the enemy no slack for ya lame as a jumpsport

flaming philosify till the brush short breakin up the hunnies on the wall on 

the front porch

and I love the ladies but you be killin me some time gettin mobsta ain't tight

now put a hoe before a homies that'll rob from your dawg I'm yellin out mobstas 

fo life



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(Twista)

baby I see ya thick but this time fuck a bitch

Ima take my boy to pick out a fit

betta yet I run game like E-40 in a click end up having you lick on this dick

bump and size I pleasure neva coulda I eva be happy knowing 

that my homies wasn't on they feet strong

I aint stackin that many g's but hit ya motha some cheese if I have to help to 

keep the heat on

I be down like that you know the lead

reminicsing on clubs and swingin when you got moved on the Amaredo got you gone

and he's with her before I got you home 

but we have came a long way since then

all for one one for all till I pass on the plastic

you show me love that last and not the plastic bags together separated by the 

casket



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